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Chapter 4 - Gregory Came Begging for His Wife Back—But He Walked Into Dominic’s Trap Instead

Three days later, Gregory arrived at Dominic's office.

He came alone.

At least, he thought he did.

Alina watched from behind the glass.

He looked tired.

The confident executive was gone.

His tie was crooked.

His eyes were bloodshot.

Dominic sat behind his desk.

“You have 10 minutes.”

Gregory smiled nervously.

“I want my wife back.”

Alina almost laughed.

Dominic didn't.

“She isn't your wife anymore.”

“We aren't officially divorced.”

“Not yet.”

Gregory leaned forward.

“I made mistakes.”

“No.”

“You don't understand.”

“I understand perfectly.”

Gregory glanced around.

“Where is she?”

Dominic's eyes narrowed.

“You don't ask questions here.”

Gregory sat back.

“She's inside.”

Dominic nodded toward the glass.

Gregory turned.

Their eyes met.

Alina crossed her arms.

He looked shocked.

“You actually went to him.”

“Yes.”

“Alina, come home.”

“No.”

“I can fix this.”

“No.”

“Bethany means nothing.”

Alina felt nothing.

Three years ago, that sentence would have destroyed her.

Now it merely sounded pathetic.

“You threw me out.”

“I was angry.”

“You took my money.”

“To protect the company.”

“You told me I couldn't give you children.”

Silence.

“You knew the doctor was wrong?”

Gregory looked away.

Alina's voice broke.

“You knew?”

Gregory closed his eyes.

“There were other medical opinions.”

“Answer me.”

“Yes.”

She felt physically ill.

“You knew I might be able to have children?”

“Yes.”

“Then why?”

Gregory looked at her.

“Because I didn't want you anymore.”

Those words hurt more than all the others.

Not because she still loved him.

Because he finally said aloud what she had refused to accept.

Dominic stood.

“You're done.”

Gregory turned.

“I need her.”

“No.”

“She knows how the accounts work.”

“I know.”

Gregory's face changed.

“So that's why she's here.”

Dominic's voice became cold.

“She is not an asset.”

Gregory laughed bitterly.

“You think she cares about you?”

Alina stepped into the room.

“I don't need to care about him to know you're lying.”

Gregory stared.

“You've changed.”

“Yes.”

“You've become cruel.”

“No.”

She looked at him.

“I just stopped being convenient.”

Dominic smiled faintly.

Matteo entered.

“Boss.”

Dominic nodded.

“Play it.”

The large monitor lit up.

Security footage.

Gregory meeting Arthur Vescari.

Gregory's face went pale.

The recording showed him delivering documents.

Not to Vescari.

To a man standing beside him.

A federal official.

Alina stared.

“Oh my God.”

Dominic watched Gregory.

“Your laundering operation isn't your only problem.”

“What do you want?”

“The location of the ledger.”

Gregory shook his head.

“I don't have it.”

“Wrong.”

Dominic's men placed another folder on the table.

Inside were photographs of the Mercer warehouse.

A hidden basement.

A locked cabinet.

A metal safe.

Gregory swallowed.

Alina realized what the ledger was.

Everything.

Every transaction.

Every name.

Every illegal payment.

A record capable of destroying half the people involved.

“Where is it?” Dominic asked.

Gregory remained silent.

Dominic didn't raise his voice.

“Tell me.”

“I can't.”

“Why?”

“Because Vescari will kill me.”

“And if you don't?”

Gregory looked at Alina.

“Then he'll kill her.”

Alina felt a chill.

Dominic's eyes became black.

“He just threatened my wife.”

Gregory laughed.

“She isn't your wife.”

Dominic turned toward him.

“Not yet.”

Alina's heart skipped.

Dominic caught it.

He said nothing.

The trap tightened.

Gregory finally broke.

“The ledger is under the old Mercer factory.”

“Where?”

“The furnace room.”

Dominic nodded.

Matteo left.

Gregory stood.

“Now let me go.”

Dominic looked at Alina.

“What do you think?”

She considered Gregory.

The man she had loved for 10 years.

The man who had humiliated her.

The man who had planned her destruction.

“Let him go.”

Gregory smiled.

Then Alina added:

“But take everything.”

Dominic smiled.

“Exactly.”

Gregory's face fell.

“You can't.”

Dominic stood.

“No.”

He stepped closer.

“I don't need to hurt you.”

May you like

He paused.

“I only need to let the truth do it.”

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